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Her driver didn't seem to want to talk to her so she decided to just watch the world fly by her window. She had to plan her character perfectly, there cannot be any flaws. Teenage girls. What options did she have? Timid nerd? Sassy gossiper? Overly nice? Gloomy bad girl? She buried her hand into her face. She only had five minutes left to figure everything out. She looked back at Albert, her driver.

"How do teenage girls act?"

"I do not know," Albert replied stiffly. Theresa's lips curled up in annoyance.

Her eyes trained onto the brick building approaching. Her heart race sped up again. No, she was just excited, she wasn't nervous. Not at all. Her knuckles were turning white from clutching her maroon backpack too tightly.

"It is okay to be nervous on the first day of school," Albert told her finally turning to look at Theresa.

"I'm not nervous!" Theresa snapped. She heard Albert chuckle. The black-haired girl quickly hopped off the car and onto the steps of the school. She scanned the students in the parking lot, trying to locate her target, but to no avail. So instead, she let her eyes watch as her limo drove away. Finally as the car left her sight, she let out a long breath and turned. Staring at the words that proclaimed the school name.

'Midtown Science High School'

Theresa pushed the doors open. Suddenly blasted full-force by air conditioning. The first thing she noticed was the banner. The blue and gold banner shouting 'Welcome the Midtown High!' With a small ??? drawn to the side. The next thing Theresa noticed were the lockers. She never had a locker. She heard of them, but never really seen them. Then the noise hit her, a headache immediately fired up. No, she was getting distracted, she's been trained. She set her course into the student body. But before she could take her second step a hand was placed on her shoulder.

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